Soldier Poets
Into the Night
INTO the night we slip once more,
Into the night to sleep.
And call upon our soothed brain
To give us to ourselves again
Beatified and lithe of limb,
To break from the sad world, and leap
Into the day beyond the rim
Of the world's darkness, and to be
From dross and sorrow free.
To rove a mountain diamonded,
And see a mother-o'-pearl
Clouding trail along the sky,
To see a silver stork go by
On stately wing, and carrying
A beautiful white lissom girl,
Soul's Innocence, whose sapphire ring
Shines with her tender sapphire eyes
Among the bluey skies.
To sail upon a silvery sea
Upon a silver ship,
And hear the siren's softest song
Come wafted the moon's path along—
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